When I turned sixteen, I was old enough to get a driver’s licence. I was restricted to motorcycles (under 150cc) but that was fine. I inherited my sister’s autocycle. The Mobylette was basically a very heavy bike with a 50cc … Continue reading →
Back in the Fifties there were basically three ways of getting around – foot, bus or cycle. Cars were a rarity and even though were were one of the fortunate few to own a car, it was generally only used … Continue reading →
They are digging up the road between here and the village. I don’t know quite what they are doing but I suspect they’re laying pipes or something. Whatever they are doing they don’t seem to be in any hurry as … Continue reading →
Well, that’s that then. I have attended the last appointment in a long string of appointments that disappear over the horizon behind me. Most of them have been with the opticians or the ophthalmologists but there were a couple of … Continue reading →
